Rach’s POV…..

“Who were you talking to?.” Brie asked the moment I let the door open; she wasted no time in heading into my room, the way she looked around, I can tell she didn’t get suspicious much, she was only being dramatic, that’s how she is always.

She turned to look at me with a frown on her face, her eyes were damned with dried up tears, whatever mom or father said to her, she didn’t like it, she was bad.

“Are you done crying mom’s favorite kid.” I smiled and she glared at me.

“Everything was fine until you showed up and I won’t let you take this...